Race: ?!?!
Name: Who needs one?
Age: Fucking >~timeless~, baby.
Height: Pretty tall.
Weight: Heavy.
Build: MUSCLE, LOTS OF MUSCLE!


Who is this guy? And more importantly what the >fuck is this guy? You've likely never seen anything quite like him. Sure, you've seen people ~similar~ to him, horned motherfuckers with mean stares and a bad attitude. But no one quite exactly like him. He's not a tiefling, not a devil or a fiend. Maybe he's something in between? But really, who cares what he is? He looks like one hell of a bad apple - ready to snap necks, crack skulls and chew bubble gum.

His horns, big old curved monstrosities, spring out to frame a bad-ass mohawk. A thick beard frames his angular, masculine features that are crowned to menacing perfection by heterochromatic eyes. Oh yeah, one of them looks like its lost its function. But still, it's pupil is a reflective bright yellow - it's neighbor a stunning pale green.




>~The infamous OOC~


Tell friendly!
Walk up friendly!
Generally quite friendly.
No soliciting of goods.


~WHITES~
-Passionate stuff.
-Tantra stuff.
-Rough stuff.
-Story stuff.
-Messy stuff.
-Stuff ~you~ like to play.

~GREENS~
-Rougher stuff.
-The roughest stuff.

>~REDS~
-The very, very usual reds.